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A POEM TO CELEBRATE THE AFRICAN NEW YEAR


----HAPPY AFRICAN-KHEMITE NEW YEAR ------

--Fourty-two, forty-one BC--
--we set our calendar---
--a special time in history---
--to celebrate and remember--
--the Equanox of Spring---
--when nature starts to bring--


--It was in On----
--it all began----
--when day and night was even---
--the Equanox of Spring---
--brought more than talks---
--from all those who were living---

--With festivals---
--and rituals----
--we'd celebrate galore---
--So why not bring---
--them back again---
--ancestors would adore.--

--So Happy New Year.--
--because you care--
--to celebrate ten thousand years--
--of civilizations and remember---
--that great we once were---
--and share good times with all who care.---

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--A WORD OF INSPIRATION TO A TROUBLED ONE--

--Am I sorry?--
--Am I serious?--
--Or is my face just so mysterious?
--You cannot tell---
--just how I feel---
--yet still you know--
--my iron will.--

--And so just like Tarharka--
--to Tarshish I will sail afar--
--I'll meet the storms--
--I'll ride the calm--
--but still my battles shall be won.--

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NUBIAN RAPHISTORY

--Ode to the Nubian Admiral--

--Nubians so tall,
--greatest of all--
--whose ships traversed the world.--

--To regions far,--
--they sailed by star--
--Nubians so brave and bold.--

--May your festivals be joyous--
--and your travels safe--
--the ancestors look upon you--
--as you keep your faith.--

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To One With The Determination of Steel

--When Assyria--
--reached Nubia's barrier--
--our archers armed in steel--
--just crushed them down--
--and took their towns--
--and kept them 'neath our heel.--

--So bear in mind--
--although behind--
--Nubians can rise again--
--we shall rebuild--
--we shall be filled--
--with greatness we'll remain.--

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--The Union of the Hearts of Two--


In years gone by
Princesses tried
and met the Nubian men
with hues sun-blessed
they loved with zeast
and kings were born back then.

And so to you
our hearts are two
has been joined into one
let's build our kingdom
with love and wisdon
with daughters and with sons.


--A REMINDER TO A BROTHER OR SISTER--

A great one sent to us in time
in ancient times so deep in crime
a Ku$hite was he
who set some free
from evil and from eyes so blind.


Today his life inspires all
his wisdom keeps us from the fall
he never let
all those he met
out of his reach when they would call.


and so to you
this should be true
some things are worth
more than mere gold
So help brothers
and sisters--
and love each other
as Buddha did in days of old.

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WHAT MAKES LOVE SO STRONG

What makes our love so strong
and makes our love so right
its as feeling like a song
when every note just lights the night.

What maks our love so true
and make us see beyond friends doubts
its when our faith in me and you
and our chemistry works out.

What makes our love so good
and make our love so tender
its whether or not we're in the mood
love we receive, we're each the senders.

What makes our love go on to last
and makes our hearts and minds hold through
its when we live not the past
but start afresh and start anew.

And when we daydream thoughts of each
even when our love is young
when we're boyond each other's reach
our love still lasts and remains strong.

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WHY DO I LOVE YOU

You asked me why
I love you so,
you wonder why
but you don't know,
and can't believe,
it's you I'll keep.

So here I am
to tell it all,
my heart is warm
and reasons call,
to love you in
your present form.

I love you 'cause you're honest
yet I'm honest to myself,
and that is why
my sprit pries,
to look for what's in stealth.

I love you 'cause you're pretty
yet faces can deceive,
for evil comes in pretty forms
and ugliness conceived.

I love you 'cause you're friendly
yet its to all of them,
you think I am so jealous
my mind is more than stem.


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A POEM ABOUT THE FROTHING MOUTHS WHO CALL BLACK WOMEN 'NAPPY HEADED 'HO'S' AND SPILL VOMIT OVER THE RADIO AND CABLE TV NETWORKS.

LORDS OF RADIO

Long ago, we listened tthe radio
long ago, not so long ago
we wrote good songs and good lyrics flowed,
then came a new sound, new beat and tone,
making some smarter, speaking against the throne,
so we cleared all of the air
by putting our people right there
to stop conscious music and lyrical flows
and their minds are now where nobody knows.

We are the Lords of Radio,
from Key West to Maine we control the show,
we will tell you what to listen to
we will brainwash your kids till they are all through
and don't expecct us to think you are smart
cause we'll lay the same music where ever you're at.

Are you rapping about marriage to girls of your tribe,
or having more babies to increase your side?
Are you rapping about building an economy
building your finances and becoming free?
Are you rapping about supporting your schools
cause being a fool just is not cool?
Are you rapping about being one united people,
instead of accepting multi-divided tricks of evil?

Are you rapping about bilding a great nation
where we will be free without discrimination?
controling our own cities and countrysides
having our own system in which to take pride?
Are you rapping about teaching our own history
instead of the lies of the many centuries?
or dominating math, science and technology
building industries as we do musically.
If these are what you are rapping about,
that's why we are pushing more trash in your mouth.

We are the Lords of Radio
Money and power is all that we know,
our theme is to promote more smoke and drink
we'll feed it to yout untill they all sink,
for now-a-days our technology is such
all we have to do is change youth to not much
through trashy lyrics and risky living
make videos that will be deceiving.

Action! Let's give more 'high-yellow' skins
cause to some of these youth, yellow skin is in,
we'll promote sexing without being married there
and when they get AIDS, say they didn't care,
we'll only promote rap songs about thuggin'
promote some paradise in some sky
while oppressing them on earth like slave days gone by.

We'll build more camps and feed concentrate,
use them as slaves in the new order state
we woun't even try to feed greasy chicken
but feed all the foos that will shorten their living,
we'll simply use rap to promote drinking liquor
talking more trash and puffing more cigars.

We are the Lords of Radio
but some Black woman did try to stop our show,
complaining about ladies being called 'witches'
now we have to try all other reaches,
so now we can promote sex, smoke and song
promote sex before marriage, just wear a condom,
and get some foul-mouthed Soul women,
to spread male-hating against their own men,
gossip like chickens about men's sexuality
yet when they get pregnant shouldn't abort, feel guilty.

The slave is our tool, Massa Willie once said,
we'll use them to brainwash their own kind's heads,
so don't ask me why we use rapper guys and girls,
to trash their own people and not unite their world,
cause you see these Soul rappers with all other women,
seranading and begging and videoing with them,
now that is just how great is our plan,
to divide the Soul women from the Soul man,
so if they are still blind and still cannot see,
don't come to my face and start to blame me.

We are the Lords of Radio,
from New York to Key West to Francisco,
from the Land of Black Amazon Queen Calafia,
to the lands of Africa, Europe and Asia,
we decide what you will hear,
the same old stuff so you sleep all year,
and don't write, rap or sing of oppression,
reparation, unity, expanding the Soul Nation,
don't rap about large, strong united families,
creating a new land, building great cities.
The more you're a slave, the better we'll be
Massa Willie's old plan is for eternity,
so when the rat-tat-tat mouths start biting
let the Soul Warriors wake and come back fighting.


POISONED JEWELS OF THE MIKE'S CROWN

Mouths a frothing, snake tongues lashing,
poisoned jewels of the mike's crown,
talk-show media its all brainwashing
just when we thought the Axis forties were over,
children of traitors and world war refugees now bark like rover
repeat, repeat they will believe it
make them scapegoats
while we will achieve it.

The Sons of Ham have had enough,
by the evil spread by sons of them,
first the Great Book was tampered off
God blessed Ham, he never cursed him,
but still they made the world believe it,
and still today their religions promote it.

Sons of them are on the talkshows
spreading venom with slick code words,
spreading lies and misinforming
it's time the truth just comes out storming.
Our Gods did not choose any,
to be above the world of many,
and no God gave anyone our lands,
belonging to us must return to our hands,
racism was invented by all of them,
whose religious books have tarnished Ham.

What a great irony,
that those we saved in Europe are now the enemy
using the same racist propaganda tricks,
when a savage nation's agenda had Europe in splits,
in the sixties many used us,
now they've made it, they abuse us,
the only 'ism is Black crime, affirmative action, liberals, Black oppressioni,
yet we pay billions to support their continued aggression,
don't try to trick the people with your lies
talk-show fork-tongued tricks they tries.

Poisoned Jewels of the mike's crown,
trying to drag the people on down,
pushing and prodding for armageddon,
conspiring with fundamentalists to build a new Heven,
let the Gentiles wipe themselves out
World War I, two, this time its rout,
bring in the 1,000 year reign
support all those who will bring it again,
let TALK-SHOW WEAZELS spew venom and trick you,
Affirmative action for Middle Eastern lands,
billions of tax dollars just for some hands,
verbally lambaste every TRUE AMERICAN politician,
blame them while the people loose attention,
point our fingers at conscious hip-hop stars
keep a thick Black woman from winning the Idol,
just promote slime like that's the REAL WORLD,
poisoned jewels of the mike
all over the nation talk shows hype.


To the POISONED JEWELS OF THE MIKE'S CROWN
whose sixties liberal politics brought in free sex,
who inherited the communist idea,
who told women to discard their men,
who led the movement to burn all bras,
now jailing our young children, potential stars,
who promoted the anti-male propaganda of crime..more crime,
and started the discord in America's males
while pink women got 90 percent affirmative action professions.

So to all the jewels of the mike's crown,
spewing venom over the talk show mikes,
whether you're in limbo, or one of Seattle's misled,
or spit propaganda like the savage axis nation
whether you squeal like a swine or boar,
or are as slick as Willie with his Uncle Tom Willie's yams
whether too many edgy crockroaches are in our mind,
or feeling shorn by a con promoting division and fuss,
jewels of the mike's crown will never mislead us.

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THE MORE THE MERRIER

How long shall we accept being a minority
being pushed back by all seeking wealth and equality,
overrunning us in our towns, cities and country
shiploads from Europe making us slaves so they'd be free
stealing our lands and stealing our Souls
enslaving Black Americans and Africans to mine their coals.

How long shall we accept being a minority
low in numbers and depending on others for our sanity
depending on others for coalition
only to be deserted when they have improved their situations
our leaders keep begging and bowing to the oppressors
when the Black Nation wants freedom and no stressors.

How long shall we accept being 13 percent,
the same percentage of Blacks when our ancestors were freed and went
while every other seeker of fortune has stepped before us,
we worked harder than all but still the abhor us,
even animals and spotted owls have more rights than the Black Nation,
we must overwhelm the oppressors and think freedom to stop the racist situation.

So, the time has come to build strong families,
we must stop listening to those with mouth disease
using trickery in order to divide us,
trying to breadk us up so they can override us,
45 million Black Americans is not enough,
We need four times that number to overcome the rough.

We must refuse all types of 'isms and schisms that fragment us,
with a large, strong, united Black population few can decide against us,
how long shall we stay with a thirteen percent population?
it's time to increase and enlarge the Black Nation,
so Brothers and Sisters get married and have lots of Soul Children,
unite and work together with the sisters and bretheren.

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MINISTER JOE WRIGHT'S PRAYER TO THE KANSAS SENATE

Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and to seek your direction and guidance.

We know your word says, WOE TO THOSE WHO CALL EVIL GOOD, but that is exactly what we have done.

We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and reversed our values. We have EXPLOITED THE POOR and called it the lottery.

We have rewarded LAZINESS and called it WELFARE

We have KILLED OUR UNBORN and called it CHOICE.

We have SH...T ABORTIONISTS AND CALLED IT JUSTIFIABLE.

We have NEGLECTED TO DISCIPLINE OUR CHILDREN and called it BUILDING SELF-ESTEEM.

We have ABUSED POWER and called it POLITICS.

We have COVETED OUR NEIGHBOR'S POSSESIONS and called it AMBITION.

We have POLLUTED THE AIR WITH PROFANITY AND PORNOGRAPHY and called it FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION.

We have RIDICULED THE TIME-HONORED VALUES OF OUR FOREFATHERS and called it ENLIGHTENMENT.

Search us, OH God, and know our hearts today, cleanse us from every sin and set us free. AMEN.


This prayer caused an uproar and many people in the legislative halls responded in displeasure. However, Reverend Wright's Church, Central Christian Church received only 47 negative calls out of over 5,000 calls received.



WHAT IS A SLAVE
(FREEING OUR MINDS FROM MENTAL SLAVERY)

A slave prefers to watch movies about booty calls and playing all sorts of ball,
or tv shows about Black folks living and would avoid a good movie called 'Antione Fisher.'

or anything positive, ya'll.

A slave prefers to watch or create rap/hip-hop videos that glamorizes and tries to follow the lifestyle of the pimp, hustler, hoochie and gangsta,

a slave would rather watch these than reading good books on the history, culture and contributions of Black People and how to return to being masters of our destiny,

a slave would conspire with the welfare, child-support and Black family distruction industry as long as he or she is 'getting paid."



A slave would not support his or her own community businesses and community,

a slave sees the things of others as being much more beautiful,

a slave will lick the boots of the master who just raped his woman or lynched her man,

a slave will do the monster's ball and not think twice of it at all.
but what do you expect from slaves who think they are no longer Black but 'multiracial.'

A slave is a woman who wants the man to 'atone' for some 'abuse' and by paying child-support obligations,
yet will not demand the slave owner's descendants and companies with billions of dollars made from slave labor, genocide, lynching, land theft and rape to pay reparations.

A slave is one who runs like the wind when freedom-loving people talk about independence,

a slave loves his or her massa, his chitlings and all the scraps while begging massa for a chance,

a slave will never be found celebrating his or her own African heritage of festivals like the African New Year, Kwanzaa, Juneteenth, Haitian Revolution Day or such,

but look for the slave, he's happy and joyous to be seen in green on Saint Patrick's Day, celebrating those who drive the Snake Clan Moors from Ireland, or celebrating another's Christmas and 'independence' so much,



A slave will kneel before a picture of a renaissance European and call him "Holy One."

a slave has no respect for those who look like him or her since time began,

a slave does not realize his or her Blackness comes from the Sun, the God and Nature,

for in the beginning the Black called their Kings "God" and he was the Net-jer,

a slave sees his or her own kind as 'too Black,' too ugly or too poor,

a slave does not understand that intelligence and average looks is worth much more.



A slave sees everyone with fair skin and straight hair to have 'good' features to adore,

a slave has forgotten that his God has hair like sheeps' wool and feet like burnt bronze color,

but come to think of it,

three hundred million Americas-Africans and hundreds of millions more in Africa still recognize the African Gods; Ogun, Murugu, Aton and the Orishas,
or know of the African scientific and spiritual structures.

A slave would rather go to schools of the Ivy Leagues
rather than supporting his or her own Black universities,
but come to think of it,

our slave ancestors built and supported their own intellectual communities, schools and colleges in America,
and before the were slaves built great African universities in Timbuktu, Jenne, Gao, Nubia, Khemet, Ethiopia.




A slave would watch while haters attacked and brutalized his brothers and sisters all over the land,

but our slave ancestors had rebellions and revolutions all over the Americas to protect, free and liberate Black man and woman,
most di not sit back and watch their women being raped by massa Wille and overseer Clyde,

only slaves brainwashed by feminist propaganda believe this great lie,
for wasn't it Nat Turner who planned and carried out rebellion?
and wasn't the last straw when the slave owner at the SouthHampton, Virginia plantation tried to exploit Nat Turner's woman?

Wasn't it Toussaint L'Overture, Henri Christophe, Dessalines who being fed up with the brutality, beatings, rape, breeding, genocide and exploitation of Blacks in Haiti,

made war and wiped out the French, defeated the Spanish and English, defeated Napoleon's troops who tried to keep slavery and the Haitian and Dominican from being free?




A slave runs to the enemy who enslaves her with welfare for advice on how to keep out her man, while the she-weasel steals and lusts after the same Black man who was made gone.

A slave male was programmed to be weak, effeminate and to be mentally inferior,

yet instead of following this trick some slaves rebelled, distroyed, revolted and dedicated their victories over the slave masters to their African Gods.
and created his own nations and empires.

Many slaves were proud and nationalistic,
so what do we call 'kneegrows' who glorify pimps and allow forked-tongued and fox-tongued tricksters from accross town to dictate negative trends in the Black community through control of rap, hip-hop and Black culture?
What do we call back-licking sellouts who will do, say, sing, rap, act or do anything to bring money and recognition about?

They are worse than slaves, straight out!




A slave says, 'love knows no color,' and the slave contributes to his or her own genetic disappearance,

that slave brain just cannot see the conspiracy that has been going on way back since,

for while he or she sees no color,

the tricksters who promote this lie use all types of schemes to dilute Blacks power,

making slaves through racist laws and keeping them from voting,

causing family breakups, refusing good jobs but keeping as fifty-cent an hour slaves,

throwing into camps, encouraging ignorance through trash music, hour after hour.

the trick of integration, miscegenation to cause genocide, same-sex situation, break-ups, single-parenthood, abortion to cause genocide

and letting missy trick Black women into not having lots of children,
while missy pops fertility pills so she can have seven at a time, saying its a God-sent, while she gets all types of gifts, money, publicity and free rent.




By the Gods! In the name of Shango! Yesterday's slaves would see today's slaves as mentally sick,

A slave was trained to have no love or respect for young or old, brother or sister, husband or wife, mother or father,

but did the slave of old and of today understand who is behind his very actions, ways, manners and mentality,

or that it was designed by ol' massa willie (lynch) or Vriginny?



A slave male is supposed to let the woman talk, lead the way, take his children and pretend to be the father and mother,

for if a slave being separated by massa utered a word he would be lynched from a tree or pulled apart by the quarter,

yet, who were these slaves but former African warriors,
fighters and planners, traders and scholars,

instead they became harder, tougher and put down their own laws,
never letting the slave masters' tricks declare their wars,
these brave African men who were from the West African who were from the West African Renaissance from 400 B.C. to 1800 AD,

most had their pride and did not sell out like some of the modern pimp-slaves who are pushing us back to mental slavery.

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STOP BEING SLAVES, FIGHT MENTAL SLAVERY, UNITE AS A STRONG NATION AND NATIONS AND RISE UP TO BRING IN THE BLACK AFRICAN RENAISSANCE.


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WHAT HAPPENED TO AMERICA'S BLACKS


In America once, a traveller asked,
what's happening to America's Blacks?
for we know once there were many,
but now there seem to be hardly any.
They forgot who they were, was said to he,
and so they lost their identity.
But how id it come? The traveller asked,
for other peoples thrive, its facts,
the tricks were many, he was told,
and genocide was then unfold.


First they TRICKED OUR WOMEN THEN,
it was the sixties, kicked out the men,
welfare told them, 'who needs dads?'
and all the boys were made bad lads.
Then came the FEMI-FACIST LOT,
telling Black women to abort,
that will make you free, they sneered,
with the apple, eve was jeered,
as the tricksters came with purple colors,
promoting leslove insulting our brothers
treating slave massa with kid gloves then,
while vilifying the nation of Black men.
But wasn't it women who raised these men,
since the days of sleeping with Willie Lynch system?

And then, millions of Black babies were crushed,
the crusher's tools with frenzy struck,
the same ideology who gave birth to purple colors,
also supporting the abortion genocide fevor,
the tricksters using genocide,
and femi-facist teachers applying menticide.

Then came a time in seventies,
Black Power consciousness release,
everyone had confidence,
they'd work and rise at their own expense,
but something happened as we moved,
to make a nationalistic grove,
one nation under our God,
warning of tricksing, mixing with Massa children's bods

And so the Black brain went kaput,
many lost their pride, was kicked to boot,
by the fair with puppet strings
telling Black children, 'in white we trust,' things.
then came the rocks that fried the brain,
and players bathed in liquor couldn't rise again,
crack heads here and crack heads there,
even liberators would disappear.

And add to this great art form
called RAP and HIP-HOP, now turned to scorn,
when the tricksters got control,
and frothing mouths became unfold,
brainwashing the youth to drink and smoke,
accept distruction, freaking till disease broke,
and AIDS began a'wiping out,
caused they freaked with outsiders and with their mouths.

Then came another evil of them all,
"Three Strikes," was not the final call,
to those who did not see the light,
were placed in camps and out of sight,
while all usurpers stole the culture,
they ripped it off just like the vulture,
and while Black women feared to have children
other races grew and helped their brethren,
they grew in large numbers and the Blacks,
became alarmed and BLACKS STRUCK BACK.

A new awakening came in fast,
the Blacks then rose and looked to past,
of glory and one million years,
of glory, wealth and not of tears,
and so the people built a nation,
and grew ten-fold, that was salvation.

First they worked for a new land,
where real progress was at hand,
the started having lots of children,
grew large in numbers by the millions,
and Black numbers grew tenfold,
and they had power to behold,
for large numbers was what was needed
to take the power, and that they heeded,
they built the South, the East and North
and life was better and not rough,
the Soul People learned their lessons well,
and since you asked , this I must tell.

What happened to America's Blacks?
They're now such POWER, THEY HAVE COME BACK,
and you asked, what did they do?
The found themselves and rose up too.

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BLACK IS MORE THAN A COLOR....BLACK IS

Black is how we feel within,
Black is in our genes,
divide and conquer's on their faces,
trying to split up the Black race,
but Black is more than skin.

In Sumer once a traveller asked,
'What became of Sumer's ancient Blacks?"
They forgot who they were was said to he,
and so they lost their identity,
so least we make the same mistake,
here's some verse for knowing sake.

Black is a mysterious night,
silver stars o'er black velvet sky,
Black were the first parents of mankind,
from Ethiopia, 150,000 years gone by.
Black was the blue-black skins,
of Pharaohs, Kings and Queens,
whose blackness still remains,
in their mummy's melanain.
Pure Black was Khemet, Ta-Seti, Nubia, Punt and Ethiopia,
long before the barbarians defiled her.

Black is the color of the original Gods,
Amon, Heru, Isis, Aten,
Shango, Yemanja, Ogun all of them,
Black were the people who made it all begin,
in Khemet, Ta-Seti, Nubia, Kush and Punt,
Harappa nd Mohenjo-Dro,
Even Shang and Xia China,
and Olmec Manding-Shi Mexico,
Sumer, Elam, Tarshish,
Numidia, and the Moorish,
Wagadu, Nok and Mali,
Songhai, Canaan, the Swahili.

Black is the pure hue of melanin,
yes, it's the substance that helps life begin,
protects the skin from aging,
and the rays of sun from burning.

Black is an inventive mind,
creating and making not staying behind,
a trend-setter and go-getter,
who survived the great Atlantic water,
who brought Black Moorish, West African culture,
built the Americas and helped beautify her.

Black are a people,
unique and original,
over 20,000 years of high civilization,
and the first of the homosapien.

Black is the BLESSING OF THE SUN,
given to it's CHOSEN ONES.
Black is the color of most other's Gods,
Egyptian Osirus of the ancient Greeks,
Ek-Chu-Ah of the Mayas,
Fo-Shi of the ancient Chinese,
East Indians' Murugan
the Black Madonna and Child of the Many Nations.

BLACK IS WHAT WE MUST REMAIN,
for NEVER SHALL WE BLEND OR MIX again,
and loose our glorious culture,
like the Blacks of ancient Sumer.

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